Al’s Birthday and My Moving


I have been so busy lately, I  have fallen away from blogging. It is always on my mind, but when I write; I don’t need a hundred things rolling around in my head. I am taking the time to let you know that I will be moving this coming Saturday back to Indiana.

If you have moved, then you know what a chore it can be. Add some gait problems and tremors on top, and it takes even longer. I am  about 85% done packing. It is amazing how pictures no longer hanging on the walls makes a house seem so empty. I say a word, and I can almost hear my own echos.

I think that it will be good for me to be moving Saturday. It will keep my mind distracted because Sunday is Alvin’s birthday. I know if I was sitting at home, I would be sad and in tears. He definitely will follow me in my heart back home and I will not forget his birthday, no way.

I will be back next week some time. The other part of packing I don’t like? Unpacking, I don’t even look forward to it.

Well, going to get off of here and go back to loading more boxes. Talk real soon. Hugs.

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Moving


It’s been a few days since I have blogged; but I have been busy. As you all know I moved after Al, my brother passed away. I just couldn’t face the home we lived in each day. My mourning was so deep, I couldn’t see anything but him every step I took.

I moved down to my daughter’s area. I knew that I had Parkinson’s and my deep emotions made me believe I would be better off in a new area. I am not positive of the real reasons I moved here. I should state, I don’t know if I made the decision or God allowed the move.

I do know that being away from Warsaw did me a lot of good. I was able to spend more time with my family here in Kentucky. I was introduced to baby chicks, great pets, friendly people and quiet living. I did have a better chance of healing from losing Al. I still think of him daily, but I am better. I have to look at the positive of being out from under those walls he and I shared.

I have been here 8 months. In this time, I have done everything in my power, aside from standing on my head to locate a job. Throughout doubting myself as a suitable candidate for hire, I discovered, that it isn’t so much your qualifications you have obtained; but rather who you know.

Maybe this is true in any small town, or maybe it is due partially to being in the south. I will always admire how family sticks together here and looks out for each other. I don’t see that so much up north.

The job never came. Interviews came and went. No one knew me, so passing me over for someone they knew was their option they took. The weather here is much better. The snow is less, the heat is hotter. More mountains, more trees, more beauty.

In the end, I know from being the age I am that no one is going to take care of me; but me. I say this in all good faith. Of course, if I was in an emergency situation or needed health care or a nursing home, my family would be right there for me.

I am not at that point though. Nursing homes enter my mind; but down the road, and hopefully way down the road.  Using a cane I guess is not that bad. It enables me to still walk. I could be so much worse and hopefully I won’t be worse for a long time. I did learn that I want to live. I can’t sit and worry about what tomorrow will bring, and that is what I was doing; waiting and wondering. What I didn’t do when I was back home was have enough faith in God that as each point came in my life, he would help me solve the problem.

I just know that it didn’t work out here and I must go back home to Indiana. Of course, I will be thrilled to see my 2 sons and all the grandchildren. Definitely, I will miss my family down here.

I have to work. I must have some income flowing into my life. I can not live on faith alone and I refuse to live on hand-outs, so I have made this decision to return. I will be moving back to Indiana May 2. I was able to obtain a nice apartment which is even close to a dear friend of mine. I have already applied for a position there and if nothing else; I can return to Hospice work.

I hate the thought of renting, but I can’t kick myself repeatedly for the decisions I have already made. There is a part of me that doesn’t want to own property any longer. Next week I will be 61 and I am not sure owning property, upkeep, taxes, and worry  is something I really want at this point. I guess I look at it as; I am paying rent in order to live a stress-free life.

So from here until the next 2 weeks, I am doing that nasty thing we all have done at one point or another. I am packing, cleaning and moving.

 

 

 

 

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Out and About


Well my friends. This blizzard of 2015 for TN and KY was something else. I stayed at my daughter’s home the first part of the week then I came home because of predicted ice forming. My chances of moving the car on ice were slim according to my son-in-law.

I just can’t rave enough about him. No matter what he always looks out for me. Don’t you wish all son-in-laws were so awesome? From Tuesday evening until today, Saturday, I have been trapped within my house.

Well, trapped may not be the appropriate word. Maybe it is just common sense that kept me in. A driveway filled with snow, and more snowing, then freezing rain and today it is finally above freezing and pure rain.

We can’t have it all can we? I stayed in side for the reasons above. I went out today to get the essentials but came straight back home. From the ice melting it produces slush. Slush as you well know can be slippery. Along with the rain and the ground not deeply frozen as up north,  everything is thawing out quick.

Flood warnings are posted for TN and KY. I wasn’t worried about flooding at my house, but when I left my mushy driveway, I saw a nice, big pool of water at the corner of my house. Oh no, I sure hope it doesn’t try to seep inside the walls.

It has been a real riot this winter here in Kentucky. This week has reminded me much of my home up north. I am content though. I am dry, warm, I have food and water, so I can say nothing more for now. Oh wait, I can think of one thing I want to say. SPRING, ARE YOU REALLY COMING?

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Can You Hear Me Now?


Well supper is over, belly is full, dishes are done. What should I do now with the rest of my evening? Pester you, sounds like fun doesn’t it? Well, I really won’t, but I am going to be nosy.

I am curious about who lives near me. I know some of you live out of the country, but does anyone live near me in Kentucky? I know you do Marilyn!!!! LOL

Old-Fashion Recipes from my area

 

Recipe from Nancy Palmer Bledsoe – Am a Kentuckian transplanted to TN.  Here is my grandmother Cole’s
recipe for OLD FASHIONED STACK CAKE.  She made it sometime between
Thanksgiving and Christmas and kept it in a lard can on the back porch.
It was delicious for Christmas Dinner.  She always used cooked apples
that she dried.  I have used applesauce, but not as good.
1/2 cup shortening
1/2 cup sugar
1 egg, well beaten
1/3 cup molasses
1/2 cup buttermilk
3 1/2 cups flour
2 ts. baking powder
1/2 ts soda
1 ts. vanilla
1 ts. ginger
Cream sugar and shortening.  Add egg, molasses and buttermilk.  Sift
flour, baking powder, soda and ginger.  Add to creamed mixture , mix
well.  It makes a dough.  Add enough flour to roll as thin as pie crust.
Cut to fit 9 inch pan or heavy skillet.  Makes about 5-6 layers.  Bake
10-15 minutes at 350 degrees.
When cool, stack with highly spiced
(I use cinnamon, cloves, nutmeg) cooked dried apples, sweetened to
taste.  Let it stand at least 24 hours.
This freezes well, too
 

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I’m Back


I’m Back

I am like the ghost of past

I left you all but it didn’t last

I did move to downward south

I drove my family mad with my big mouth

Today I moved into my house

No family here, quiet as a mouse

A little fearful I must admit

Have to get used to this just a bit

New neighbors new sights

New routes, what frights

I can find my clothes and a pan or two

I found my plates and even shoes

Moving is something not too fun

I am glad the mess is almost done!

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

10/09/2014

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Epidermis Bucket List


I have never made a post like I am about to do. This post is all about me. I am not adding my views, my tears nor laughter.

I get a little edgy when I think of how old I am becoming. Not that I can stop it of course, but thinking more on the lines of what else can I do or what do I still want in life. This is not a greedy post either. It is just plain and simple. If there is a way to complete I would like to.

I guess I will call it my Epidermis Bucket List. You can tell by the title that these are not life or death needs, but things that bring me joy.  So here goes my list.

1. I would love to be sitting in my very own old log cabin.cabin

If I could do it the easy way I would look like Betty White when I get much older.betty I would have the body of Raquel Welch.raquel-welch-574619214

I would have a 1955 Chevy just for fun drives.55

I would own one authentic baby doll baby doll.

I would be living in the hills of Tennessee.ten Or I would be in the mountains in Kentucky.ky

I would never see another snow fall, not that it isn’t beautiful, but my bones just don’t like being cold any longer.snow-falling3

I would spend as many early mornings fishing.fishing

I would like to meet a very nice eligible man.bachelor

I would like to visit Germany one more time.castle

I would like to have enough money in the bank that I never had to worry when the bills came in.gold key

I would like to own one camera that takes night-time photos and close up photos with no problem.camera

Well that is quite a list. But you know what? It let my mind release and dream. Dream big you might say. Most of this will never happen, but I can dream.

I don’t know what is in store for me down the road, but it makes me want to keep living and maybe later on I will add more to this list.

Hey, this was fun and therapeutic.

Two Awards


wordpress-family-awardsunshine-awardI received these two awards from Marilyn.

Her blog page is

http://babyjill7.wordpress.com

Marilyn has touched my heart in so many ways. She lives in Kentucky and I live in Indiana.

She went way out of her way and she and her husband drove up here to see Al and of course me.

With her she brought Al many smiles and good memories. He will never ever forget her as she sent him a coca cola hat.

He will not wear it as he told me, ” I could get it dirty.”

Marilyn, thank-you for the awards and thank-you for being so kind to Al. We will never forget the meal we shared together as good friends.

I have nominated so many people over the year that I am not sure who I have shared with and who I have not.

The rules for these awards are to

Tell me 10 things about yourself that you find interesting

Nominate some good souls who you feel would love to have these on their blog profiles.

What I am going to do is leave it up to you. If you have not enjoyed either or both of these awards,  please accept them as a gift from me. Enjoy them, place them on your blog home page, and smile just a bit for me today.

Love you Marilyn and big hugs. Some day I hope to see you again.